The hiatus ends with my love mangoes

Hope to continue writing...Umang...pls ping once in a while to promt me to write:):)

As the summer starts, my heart waits for the first bite of luscious mango. “hapus” or “alphonso” to be precise. The perfect ripe shapely fruit, wrinkled, slightly freckled at the stem,The Silken, firm orange-yellow flesh, sweet as nectar and fragrance like ambrosia. Eating an “alphonoso” mango is experiencing heaven it self. A visual, olfactory, tactile and gustatory experience.
Mango in any form is welcome in my heart. The current next best form (the first form is bites of ripe orange fruit itself) is milkshake. As milk is currently required in my diet and milk in itself tastes pathetic…a combination of both as milkshake is a boon for me. Cold with ice water, a bit of sugar , chunks of un pureed mango, yellowed concoction surely opens the paths to paradise. The glass just gets over too soon. You close your eyes and the tongue greedily licks those last delicious dregs…